Apples

A school trip becomes an escape to get lost in my favorite place Crispy leaves crunching under foot Birds fly over head that like to avoid the city The chill in the air is perfect for the apple picking season The scent of the cider…

Photo: Shala Lang

My Morning’s Predicament -Prompt 4

O, Kitty! Wherefore art thou With your white fur all over my bed You purr and against my arm bump your head. You gorgeous thing are in my way.   O, Kitty! Wherefore art thou So fickle as a flighty sprite So patient  with some…

See Life

Take control of your Joy Let no one destroy it Inner peace is the key Hold on tight and don’t quit jj2017

Little to Say, So Far Away

In a hospital waiting room, they meet. A prisoner of war and a plastic surgeon.   Pale in color and demeanor, the POW. Bronzed and tan, is the rich, successful doctor. Sterile is the air between them, ammonia-tinged and  frighteningly still.   Though the room…

Hour two

Your kiss like sweet sangria— slowly   loosing its red to my tongue.   lingers on my tongue.   my tongue wants more.

Roots

Whether you desire it or concede it You can’t love it but life needs it I only seek it so I can give Or do I seek it for the life I live I love life, so I must have it to exist My heart…

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